Road Trip

Another favorite memory with my sister would have to be our first road trip.  We went to see our grandparents in Suffolk Va.  I would remember this as the last time I would see my grandpa healthy.  

We piled our suitcases into my sporty Pontiac Sunfire and hit the road.  On the way down we stopped in Pittsburgh before traveling to Washington DC.  We had big plans to see the Lincoln Memorial, Reflecting Pool, White House, and the Washington Monument.  Our first stop was to Arlington.  I remember the cemetery so vividly.  It was beautiful, peaceful, and yet all those white markers as far as the eye can see, each representing a human life, someone’s son, father, daughter, mother.  It was shocking to think of all those men and women, their lives lost at the expense of our freedoms that we enjoy today.  After that we tried to get to the other points of interest, but ...well, let’s just say it is NOT fun driving in Washington DC and as my navigator, I told her to get us the heck out of there.  

After visiting with our grandparents for a few days, we left late the night before and drove straight through back to home sweet home.  Just to keep us awake I remember rolling down the windows to let some of the cold morning air in and singing at the top of our lungs some of Rob Bells music.  “Your ways are not my way and your thoughts are not my thoughts...you hurt my brain...” 

My sister is special to me, she is carefree and FUN.  She can make me smile and laugh so easily.  When I look back at that time I think it cemented our relationship in a way that nothing ever could.  We have gone through so much together good times and bad times.  But that road trip seemed to bond us even further and that bond has never faltered it has only grown stronger.